I have becomea laughingstockto allmy people,Their [mocking] songallthe day.
For thereour captorsdemandedof us songs,And our tormentorsmirth,[saying], "Singus one of the songsof Zion."
You makeus a reproachto our neighbors,A scoffingand a derisionto those aroundus.
We havebecomea reproachto our neighbors,A scoffingand derisionto those aroundus.
O LORD,You have deceivedme and I was deceived;You have overcomeme and prevailed.I have becomea laughingstockalldaylong; Everyonemocksme.
"Now was not Israela laughingstockto you? Orwas he caughtamong thieves?For eachtimeyou speakabout him you shake[your head in scorn].
Lookon their sittingand their rising;I am their mockingsong.
